Resurrection of the Saints. 6 Lord, make thy faith and love sincere ; My judgment sound, my conscience clear; And when the toils of life are past, May I be found in peace at last. FAWCETT. SECTION II. THE RESURRECTION. HYMN 145. C.M. Resurrection of the Saints. How long shall death, the tyrant, reign, 2 Lo! I behold the scatter'd shades! 3 I see the Lord of glory come, 4 I hear the voice, "Ye dead, arise! " And waking saints, with joyful eyes, 5 They leave the dust, and on the wing In shining garments meet their King, 6 O may our humble spirits stand The Judgment. 7 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning King Shall bear us homeward through the skies On love's triumphant wing. HYMN 146. WATTS. C.M. Resurrection anticipated. GREAT God! I own thy sentence just, To dwell with fellow clay. 2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave, 3 The mighty Conqueror shall appear, And death, the last of all his foes, 4 Though greedy worms devour my skin, 5 Then shall I see thy lovely face AND will the Judge descend? And must the dead arise? And not a single soul escape His all-discerning eyes? WATTS. The Judgment. 2 And from his righteous lips 3 "Depart from me, accursed, For rebel angels first prepared, Where mercy never came." 4 How will my heart endure When earth and heaven, before his face, 5 But ere that trumpet shakes 6 Hark! from the gospel's cheering sound, Ye sinners, seek his grace Whose wrath ye cannot bear: 7 So shall that curse remove, By which the Saviour bled; And the last awful day shall pour His blessings on your head. Doddridge. BEHOLD! the Judge, the Saviour comes! * 2 Lo! all assembled at his bar! Now every eye must Jesus see; That fain would from his presence flee. The Judgment. "Hide us, ye mountains," hark! they cry, "From Him that sits upon the throne; Shield us from his all-piercing eye, And from his more tremendous frown." 5 Now dawns the awful day of wrath; The hour of vengeance is at hand, Which dooms the guilty souls to death: And who may in his presence stand? 6 The saints alone at that dread hour, With joy and triumph lift their head; While at his sight whom they adore, The earth, the sea, the skies, are fled. HYMN 149. The same. P.M. DAY of judgment ! day of wonders! Will the sinner's heart confound! 2 See the Judge, our nature wearing, Own me in that day for thine! 3 At his call the dead awaken, Rise to life from earth and sea: What will then become of thee? 4 Horrors past imagination Will surprise thy trembling heart, When thou hear'st thy condemnation, "Hence, accursed wretch, depart: Thou with Satan And his angels, have thy part." The Wise Virgins summoned, fc. 5 But to those who have confessed, Shall my love and glory know." 6 Under sorrows and reproaches, May this thought our courage raise, When the world is in a blaze! NEWTON. A Prospect of the Judgment leading to WHEN rising from the bed of death, 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, My soul with inward horror shrinks, 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, Oh! how shall I appear? 4 Oh! may my broken, contrite heart, Timely my sins lament; And early with repentant tears, Eternal woes prevent! ADDISON. HYMN 151. 4-6's & 2-8's. The Wise Virgins summoned to meet the heavenly Bridegroom. YE virgin souls, arise; Unto salvation wise; Oil in your vessels take: |